Silently in awe -
of a tragedy in blue.
We hold our breath in unison.
We crave a deathly hue.
We walk in shadow sympathy.
Linking arms with fate.
Time would catch us dying.
Life would have to wait.
Waiting for tomorrow.
Our day may never come.
A superficial smile -
that age would see undone.
A flaw in our serenity.
A calculated high.
We slowly tick together -
as seconds wave goodbye.
Winding down to nothing,
as we return to dust.
Fragmented indiscretions,
the casualties of lust.
A sinister reminder.
Such fragility we frame.
Openly resigned -
to playing the same game.
A comatose existence.
Repeating until fade.
Mistakes and empty promises -
were all we ever made.